Lyrics:
do not rap but I got shit to say from the past back when I was a dope fiend
Up in the trap for a year and a day getting fed by the mouth all
the summer, get yo guns up
I’m up in yo hoe damn, you stealin’ flows man
I might wipe yo nose man, we makin’ noise man
Yeah I’m sellin’ dope man, they call me
Dope man, Dope man, I heard you looking for that coke man, coke man, I got it coming off that
Boat man, boat man, A big gun under my
Coat man, coat
are dope dealers
get busted by bullets or fuckin squeelers
And the One percent that made it was pure luck
but even he'll tell that his life ain't worth
Coca-Cola came and bought it
For billions, what the fuck?
Have a baby by me; baby
Be a millionaire
I write the check before the baby comes,
Who the fuck
on a hoe cause you think she's fine
Holding hands at the movies, waiting much to fuck
Played like a sucker, you should know what's up
Getting dogged by
the beat)
Smoking dope with my hitter
Plotting on the next one
He said, "All behind Youngboy, I'm gon' stretch somthin'"
I told him, "All behind that
suck
So I pluck em like feathers on the back of a chicken
Cause I'm mad like a pit when my man says, "sick 'em"
Positive is the mindstate, but it could
I man busy bad man till I earth (man till I earth)
Blow overseas they waving I till I surf (I till I surf)
Overload the thermostat what I heard
to jam) oh yeah
I was at the crib, sittin' by the fireplace
Drinkin' cocoa on the bear skin rug
Door bell rang, who could it be?
Thought to myself
I man busy bad man till I earth (man till I earth)
Blow overseas they waving I till I surf (I till I surf)
Overload the thermostat what I heard
lacking at the red light called a man down
Backwood got me leaning
Start to feinin for that dope, shit
This bitch on her knees so much
I feel like im
wanna do bad things on a low
Bad man here ain't nobody needs to know
But see your body ticking like a bomb I must to blow
Now she want to DO MI FA SO LA
"The path of the righteous man is beset on
All sides by the inequities of the selfish
And the tyranny of evil men
Blessed is he who, in the name
sayin'? (Rob, you know what I'm sayin'?)
Eddie, motherfuckin'-, all them wild-ass niggas, man (yeah, yeah)
You know what I'm sayin'? (I hear you)
L, yo,
a couple blocks
(all that man, I need a fo, a deuce)
It started in that temp, flippin' mid's by them O-Z's
On the hill wit that shit from a custom
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woman and man
God bless the God, lay these Streets wall to wall
It go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry clique
It
Mission By The End Of The Night.
(because) My Mind On Money I'm Programmed To Get It,
From Dope Dealin, Pimpin To Hoe Bitches,
I'm From The Riches We Livin
started sniffin', Boy you was scared of them needles
Your man died from sharin' with people
You know that dope good if you said "it's diesel"
Now you
Bitch I'm a magician watch a nigga whip it up
Like a dope man clocking fiends watch me serve em up
I do my dirty by my lonely so I'm getting money
a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less that the best is a felony
Love it or leave it
You better gain way
You better hit
the projects, now they gon' need a palace
Niggas want JJ's, don't eat salads
Fourteen with a AK, and he'll let a nigga have it
Fireworks in Capetown, man
on the go
She like to give me head i like to grab her by the throat
Eyes low blunt smoke coming out the nose
I go fronto when i roll the dope
You know i been
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